Lyrics:

Harvey Keitel:
Ms. Third Ward, your first question
What is your aspiration in life?
Beyoncé:
Oh... My aspiration in life... Would be...
To be happy

Mama said
Youre a pretty girl
What's in your head?
It doesn't matter
Brush your hair
Fix your teeth
What you wear
Is all that matters?
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time Im gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down

CHORUS:
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
We try to fix something
But ya can't fix whatcha can't see
Its the soul that needs surgery

Blonder hair
Flat chest
TV says
Bigger is better
South beach
Sugar free
Vogue says
Thinner is better

Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time Im gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down

CHORUS:
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
We try to fix something
But ya can't fix whatcha can't see
Its the soul that needs a surgery

BRIDGE:
Ain't got no doctor
Or pill that can take the pain away
The pains inside and nobody frees you from your body
It's my soul it's my soul that needs surgery
Its my soul that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far
Then you break when the fake facade leaves you in the dark
Left with shattered mirrors and the shards
Of a beautiful past

CHORUS:
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
We try to fix something
But ya can't fix whatcha can't see
Its the soul that needs surgery

Pretty hurts, pretty hurts...

When you are alone all by yourself
(Pretty hurts, pretty hurts...)
When youre lying in your bed
(Pretty hurts, pretty hurts...)
Reflection stares right into you
(Pretty hurts, pretty hurts...)
Are you happy with yourself?
(Pretty hurts, pretty hurts...)
It's just a way to masquerade
(Pretty hurts, pretty hurts...)
The illusion has been shed
(Pretty hurts, pretty hurts...)
Are you happy with yourself
(Pretty hurts, pretty hurts...)
Are you happy with yourself
(Pretty hurts, pretty hurts...)
Yes